“Does anybody in the newspaper staff know about this letter?”
“No.”
“Can you bring this letter to me yourself immediately? I will send a
Service car for you.”
“But, sir, that would be a very difficult matter. I am alone here, and
I must complete the Press matter.”
“What is your name?”
“Grube.”
“Well, Herr Grube, there’s no difficulty in the matter, when I tell you
very decidedly that your coming here is of the utmost importance, far
and away more important than that to-morrow morning every Tom, Dick and
Harry should be able to discuss such a piece of news while he eats his
breakfast.”
“But my duty is ...” he began, but Wenk interrupted him.
“Don’t take it ill that my time won’t permit of my saying any more now,
save that the police car is on its way to bring you here. The constable
is furnished with the necessary authority. Arrange your Press matter
so that the sheet can be printed without the information you have just
given me about a murder. Au revoir, Herr Grube. Ring off, please.”
Wenk sent off the car immediately.
“Well, now, Wasserschmidt, to continue. The lady offered resistance.
How did she do that?”
“She ran a few paces from me towards the wall of the Wittelsbach
Palace, to which the criminals had hurried, and then called out,
‘George.’”
“You heard that yourself?”
“Yes, quite distinctly, and she pronounced the name ‘Georsh.’ And as
she began to run towards the wall too, I did not wait any longer, but I
tied her hands together.”
“And what did she do then?”
“Then she became quieter, and let us take her away. As we were going,
she said again, ‘I shall certainly be able to speak to Herr von Wenk,
shall I not?’ ‘Well, you will have to wait till after he has had his
breakfast,’ I said. ‘Perhaps I could telephone to him?’ but I said that
wasn’t very likely.”
“And then later? Where is the lady now?”
“Still at the guard-room. She spoke quite calmly and said, ‘You have
made a very serious mistake, my good man; but I hope to be able to
set you right with Herr Wenk, for, after all, you are only doing what
you conceive to be your duty. I was with the gentleman who has been
attacked, and the State Attorney was there too, but he went home a
little earlier, or else he would have been in it as well.’ ‘Let us wait
and see!’ was all I said to that.”
“Did you happen to tell her _why_ you had arrested her?”
“No, not a word.”
“That’s right. Wait in the next room.”
Wenk interviewed others, and finally the assistant-editor arrived. He
protested loudly against this high-handed action of the authorities,
and said that his newspaper....
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